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Oh baby |
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Ain't nothing like the real thing, baby |
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Ain't nothing like the real thing, no no |
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Ain't nothing like the real thing, baby |
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Ain't nothing like the real thing, oh honey |
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I've got your picture hangin' on the wall |
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But it can't see or come to me |
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When I call your name |
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I realize it's just a picture in a frame |
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I read your letters when you're not near |
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But they don't move me |
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And they don't groove me like when I hear |
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Your sweet voice whispering in my ear |
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Don't you know |
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Ain't nothing like the real thing, baby |
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Ain't nothing like the real thing |
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I play my game of fantasy |
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I pretend but I know in reality |
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I need the shelter of your arms |
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To comfort me |
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No other sound |
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Is quite the same as your name |
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No touch can do half as much |
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To make me feel better |
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So let's stay together |
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I've got some memories to look back on |
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Though they help when you're gone |
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I'm well aware |
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Nothing can take the place of your being there |
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Oh so glad we've got the real thing, baby |
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So glad we've got the real thing |
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Oh Marvin |
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Ain't nothing like the real thing, baby |
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Ain't nothing like the real thing |
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Talk to me |
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Ain't nothing like the real thing, baby |
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Ain't nothing like the real thing... |
